The makeshift expedition team, which had been exploring underground, was hiding in a corner and staring intently ahead. In front www.biquge.info of them, two groups of dwarves were fighting for their lives.

Dwarves are an abyssal intelligent race left behind in the Federation after the Battle of Dawn, and although they are only half the height of normal human men, their robust bodies are definitely not to be underestimated. Dwarves are also very proficient in finding, mining, and identifying ore veins and gemstones, so the Federation's bounty hunters are very fond of hunting these bearded dwarfs.

However, dwarves are generally not easy to encounter when they live underground, and dwarves have a very strong sense of community, and they are almost always alone, and they are good at forming battle formations when facing enemies, which is very difficult to deal with. The biggest headache for bounty hunters is that these little dwarfs who look silly and silly fight like crazy monsters. Heavy tomahawk and hammer pickaxes, just by looking at these weapons, you know that these short guys are not easy to mess with.

In particular, these dwarves left over from the abyss do not use fighting energy, and are able to fight most veteran bounty hunters with their physical strength alone. Even more incomprehensible is the fact that these stocky short men are able to use the shamanic spells of dwarves, but even the dwarves who are proficient in spells will be on the front lines of battle with their weapons wielded during battle.

And these dwarves in front of them, who have always been known for their unity, don't know why they are fighting each other. And it's like having a grudge against the world.,Fight endlessly.。

From time to time, the Tomahawk and Warhammer would bring a handful of blood flowers, and these short men, who often worked with stones, were not only as hard as stones, but also as rock-like in character. Unable to move until the blood is exhausted, never retreat from the battle.

Seeing this kind of human-like intelligent race for the first time, Makoto Tatsuno and the three of them felt very fresh. There were dwarves lying in pools of blood in front of them, but neither group of dwarves had any intention of stopping.

After discussing a few words in a whisper, Hans and Borg turned to Tatsuno Makoto and asked, "We're going to catch a few dwarves, do you want to participate?"

Tatsuno Makoto looked at Hans with some confusion, he really couldn't understand what these short men who looked extremely brave could do. If it's combat power, then some bounty hunters with high martial arts skills are much stronger than them.

Seeing Tatsuno Makoto's puzzlement, Hans explained a few words in a whisper, and immediately made Tatsuno Makoto understand the mystery.

Tatsuno Makoto and the others looked at each other for a moment, nodded and agreed to assist Hans and the others in hunting dwarves. Just as he was about to rush straight up, Hans hurriedly stopped Makoto Tatsuno. Although I don't know why these two groups of dwarves are fighting, although they can catch it if they rush forward now, it will inevitably not be damaged. So Hans's plan was to wait until the two dwarves were almost done fighting.

Of course, this plan immediately won Tatsuno Makoto's eyes, and in his heart, a sneak attack can be said to be a tactic, but this kind of practice of picking up cheap after watching the fire from the other side is completely contrary to his character. However, both the owl and the illusionist felt that Tatsuno Makoto's idea was simply belligerent, and in their eyes, Tatsuno Makoto belonged to the kind of violent elements who felt that they would suffer if they didn't do anything when fighting.

The wait was not long, and the battle between the two groups of dwarves was nearing its end. Although they didn't use spells, these short men only relied on brute force to fight with the heavy weapons in their hands, but this simple flesh-and-blood fight was full of primitive and wild feeling, which made everyone who watched secretly feel their blood pumping.

With Hans's gesture, all the bounty hunters clenched their weapons in their hands. The battle in front of them had already aroused the belligerent side in everyone's hearts, and several electric currents rushed out at the sound of Borg's chanting, and a crackling sound sounded in the air.

"Thunder Strike!"

Several currents spread across the air, as if a huge power grid rushed between the two groups of dwarves. All the dwarves who were struck trembled in the blue sparks.

At this time, Hans shouted and rushed forward with the bounty hunters, and the fighting dwarves had stopped shaking, and saw these sudden sneak attackers rush to fight.

And Makoto Tatsuno drew a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth after seeing Borg's incantation. This is also a thunder and lightning spell, and it is too much worse than his own lightning and furious waves. The lightning is sent out slowly, and after hitting it, it only makes these short men shake a little, at least they have to put a few to have an effect.

Seeing Makoto Tatsuno's expression, Borg's heart was also a little sullen. Anyway, he is also a well-known magician in Sakura City, how can his spell seem to be a joke in the eyes of this young man.

He had the intention to continue to use the spell to open the eyes of this arrogant white-haired boy, but in the face of the people who had already been mixed up, Borg was really not sure that he could accurately avoid his own people, and he couldn't do that kind of spell control.

Makoto Tatsuno, who seemed to have guessed Borg's thoughts, stretched out his right hand with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and chanted in a low voice in his mouth. Thunder flashed in his right hand, and a blue ball of light slowly condensed and formed. Makoto Tatsuno pushed his right hand forward, and the ball of light flew into the battlefield like a sharp arrow.

"Thunder Bond!"

Makoto Tatsuno's right hand suddenly clenched in the air, and the ball of light exploded in the air. A bolt of lightning wrapped around the surrounding dwarves like a chain, avoiding the bounty hunters who were at war with the dwarves.

The lightning crackled, and the thunderbolt-entangled dwarves let out a howl of pain, their thick beards and hair smelling of burnt. After a while, the dwarves could no longer make a sound, and collapsed to the ground, foaming at the foam and convulsing.

Seeing this, the rest of the dwarves shouted a few times, and then two dazzling lights flashed, and the dwarves disappeared.

Xiao looked at the two rays of light, and secretly wondered in his heart: "This year, has the teleportation scroll been popularized to this extent?"

Although most of the dwarves teleported away, the bounty hunters let out cheers as they looked at the six dwarves on the ground who were still twitching.

Makoto Tatsuno stepped forward and looked at the short men who were still twitching, but their eyes were full of anger.

Logically speaking, even if this spell of his own does not electrify these guys, at least it can make them unconscious. But now these short men can still stare at themselves, foaming at the mouth, but obviously conscious.

These guys from the abyss are really interesting. Looks like I've just underestimated that old guy from Borg.

Just as Makoto Tatsuno was observing the dwarf, Borg was speechless in surprise. In the melee, perfectly avoid all your own people and release the power of the spell on the enemy's body. It's the spell manipulation that all magic dreams of, but few people do.

Especially since the power of this spell just now is obviously much more powerful than himself. The more powerful a spell is, the more elements need to be condensed, and the harder it is to manipulate. Borg immediately put Makoto Tatsuno in the ranks of those whose strength was unfathomable and he had to work hard to make friends. However, what would Borg think if he knew that the three of Tatsuno Makoto were now only forty percent of their total strength.

One wave of bounty hunters tied up all the dwarves like monsters, and began to scavenge the ground for the dead dwarves, while another group collected the weapons left behind by the dwarves. The whole process was carried out in an orderly manner, and the work of cleaning up the battlefield was quickly over.

There was no way to continue the expedition with so many captives, so the bounty hunters decided to teleport back here with a simple celebration.

At this moment, a dwarf suddenly scolded in the lingua franca of the Federation, and the surprised crowd immediately turned their attention to this dwarf.